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Livin' La Vida Loca
Written by: Robi Rosa, Desmond Child
She's into superstitions
Black
cats and voodoo dolls
I feel a premoniton
That girl's gonna make me fall
She's into new sensations
New kicks
in the candle light
She's got a new addiction
For every day and night
She'll make you take your clothes off
And
go dancing in the rain
She'll make you live her crazy life
But she'll take away your pain
Like a bullet to the brain
Upside
inside out
She's livin la vida loca
She'll push and pull you out
Livin la vida loca
Her lips are devil red
And
her skins the colour of mocha
She will wear you out
Livin la vida loca
She's livin la vida loca
Woke up
in New York city
In a funky cheap motel
She took my heart
And took my money
She must have slipped me a sleepin'
pill
She never drinks the water
And makes you order
French Champagne
Once you've had a taste of her
You'll
never be the same
Repeat Chorus
She'll make you take your clothes off
And go dancing in the rain
She'll
make you live her crazy life
But she'll take away your pain
Like a bullet to the brain
Upside inside out
She's
livin la vida loca
She'll push and pull you out
Livin la vida loca
Her lips are devil red
And her skins the colour
of mocha
She will wear you out
Livin la vida loca
She's livin la vida loca
Upside inside out
She's livin
la vida loca
She'll push and pull you out
Livin la vida loca
Her lips are devil red
And her skins the colour of
mocha
She will wear you out
Livin la vida loca
Livin la vida loca
Livin la vida loca
Livin la vida loca
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